What do you mean, your heart doesn't belong to me, but your body has to belong to me.
What do you mean, although your heart has left, your physical body has to stay here with me.
Phoenix Ritual Zither Master's claw only felt that the exchange between this masked Fellow Daoist and the Smoke Evil Demon before her was simply a complete disaster.
"Then, according to our agreement, I'll take everyone out of the Heavenly Dao Space first. I ask all Fellow Daoists to cooperate with me." After Song Shuhang's Primordial Spirit spoke, he flicked his right hand. "Heavenly Sleeve Cosmos!"
The bald Tribulation Immortal, the male and female Profound Sages, and that Smoke Evil Demon were all taken into Song Shuhang's tiny sleeve. He hadn't worn wide-sleeved clothes when he left this time, so would the space inside Heavenly Sleeve Cosmos shrink?
But no matter what, they could just squeeze together. As long as they could get out of the Heavenly Dao Little Black Room, that was good enough. What more could they ask for?
"Fellow Daoist's move, Heavenly Sleeve Cosmos, is truly exquisite." Phoenix Ritual Zither Master's claw spoke against its conscience. The true Heavenly Sleeve Cosmos, once cultivated to a certain level, didn't need wide sleeves to work with it at all. When one flicked one's hand, the technique would automatically manifest a wide cuff at the sleeve.
Someone like this masked Fellow Daoist, who couldn't even manifest a "wide cuff," had obviously cultivated Heavenly Sleeve Cosmos for less than ten years and had only just begun.
"You flatter me. I only mastered this move, Heavenly Sleeve Cosmos, a few months ago, so I'm still a little rusty using it." Song Shuhang spoke bashfully.
With that, he willed it, brought out the Tortoiseshell Immortal Vessel again, and